When I Was A Tree

[Dark Muse]

When I Was A Tree

I have become as the tree
and my limbs extend into branches
and at times they are severed
dragged away piecemeal,
at times I must let them fall
of their own validity,
at times they grow strong,
and sprout anew rising tall
yet they never recover
those that where lost,
and the scars remain
etched deep.

But you are my roots
my lifeline, my nourishment,
my surviving force,
and when I am waiting for the lightening
to strike you shelter me,
keep me standing,
when I am ready to be consumed
in the flames
you know how to speak to the rain.

Others have come
and left their initials engraved
in my body, and their names
may remain until the end of time,
but they have turned and walked away
without a look back, sometimes
taking pieces with me while they leave,
but you are vitally essential
to my existence.